*Phil's POV*

When I wake up I'm all groggy from sleep. I feel warmth around me and slowly open my eyes.

I had my arms wrapped around Dan who's back was to me, so that I was spooning him. Our legs were intertwined as well and I could hear his soft snores that told me he wasn't awake yet. We must have unconsciously moved closer together while we were sleeping.

I slowly try to move my hands from Dan so that I can get up. As I start to move I hear Dan give little groan and I freeze.

"Phil?" He asks. Damn it. How am I going to explain this?

"Umm, yeah... Good morning." I say trying unsuccessfully to keep the nervousness out of my voice.

"Phil... why are you spooning me?" He asks, and I swear he was trying to keep from smiling. I feel a blush rise on my cheeks.

"Sorry about that. I think we just moved together while we were sleeping." I slowly unwrap my hands from Dan and get out of bed.

"What time is it anyways?" I ask while pulling on my clothes from the night before.

Dan looks over at his bedside table to get his phone. He squints at the light when he turns it on.

"It's half eleven, we've been sleeping for a while."

"Okay, well do you want to go eat some cereal?" I say, hoping to clear out some of the awkward tension in the room. I had still not forgotten about our almost-kiss last night and I doubt he has.

There was a part of me that wished it would have happened. To feel his soft lips against mine as we- No, Phil. STOP. Dan is your friend nothing more.

But I know I can't deny it anymore though. The longing for his skin against mine and to feel his touch every day; not the way we casually brush against each other in a friendly way but in an intimate embrace sort of way. I can't help it. He is my everything, my moon to my dark night sky. (ik, ik, super cheesy but "It's supposed to be cheesy")

I start to head out of the room but Dan calls after me.

"Hey Phil! Remember we have to go to Peej's for a party tonight. It starts at eight, just in case you forget again." He says with a smirk.

"That was one time!" I defend. "I thought that it said we had to get there at twelve."

Dan takes a mocking tone. "Really, Phil? A party that starts at twelve and ends at two in the morning. That's two hours!" He says with a joking smile.

"Whatever." I say, turning around and heading in the kitchen to hide my tomato-red face. I can hear Dan chuckling behind me.

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After having breakfast, we had gotten up to change into our day clothes and were sitting on our couch on our laptops. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I went to check it. I had a message from 'llamadude'. I quickly glance over at Dan and see that he's on Tumblr, so I quickly open up Tumblr and check what he sent.

From llamadude: Hey! I decided to take your advice and tell my flatmate some of the stuff I told you. I still haven't confessed to everything yet but he knows a big part of what was going on. He was really great about it. This is why he is so amazing! He honestly made me feel so great and just every time I talk to him it makes me really happy, so yayy! Thanks again for your advice ;)

I'm glad Dan feels good about telling me, but what does he mean he hasn't confessed? What so bad that he's keeping from me that he doesn't think it would be good to tell me? I quickly type back a response.

From cheeselover: That's great! I'm really glad he took it well! What is it that you haven't confessed to yet though?

I send it and look over at Dan as I see him read the what I just sent him. I see him blush as he's writing down a response.  Why would he be blushing? This just makes everything more confusing. I decide to ask him.

"Dan, why are you blushing? Are you seeing some kinky stuff on Tumblr again?" I ask, playing dumb and leaning over so that I can look at his screen even though I technically already know what he's doing.

He sends the message and leans his laptop away from where I can see it.

"Uhhh, I-I'm not doing anything. I was just, you know, looking at some of the fan art." He says unconvincingly.

I decide to let it drop. "Okay, sure. You don't have to tell me."

I see him instantly relax. "Thanks." He mumbles.

I forget about the response that he sent to my Tumblr.

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When half past seven comes around Dan and I are dressed for the party and ready to go to PJ's. We head out so we're not late.

By the time we get to the party there are a couple people that are there already that we recognize like Louise, Cat, Zoe, Caspar, Joe, Tyler, and Chris. (I'm aware that it's probably very unlikely that they would all be there for just a casual party but it is fiction sooooo why the heck not?)

People keep coming, some that I'm familiar with and others that I haven't met. By the time eleven comes around mostly everyone is drunk, or at the very least half drunk. Dan and I have stuck like glue for most of the party as we always do. We're dancing with some other people when of a sudden Tyler yells out over the living area.

"Who wants to play spin the bottle!?"
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